Opposites attract
Who the heck moves to God forsaken Wyoming and shells out the money necessary to buy a 6,000 square foot house?
That would be my uncle’s girlfriend. Who, oddly enough, decided that although she is dating a man who is more at home in a 500 square foot cabin, decided that they need to live together and they need a house that large.
Two freaking people in a 6,000 square foot house.
If it wasn’t in Wyoming I’d be damn jealous
Thank goodness it’s Friday. After today (and it’s only 12:30!) I’m going to need a weekend. I’ve been on the phone for almost an hour - 90% of it on hold - while our (completely brainless) travel agency tries to figure out why a simple $800 flight to Alaska suddenly turned into a not so simple $3,000 flight with five different tickets issued.
Ugh.
Ben heard from his friend last night, who works for the guy who interviewed Ben yesterday, that he really, really loved Ben and really, really wants to hire him. So I guess we’ll find out just how much he really, really wants him when he and Ben talk again in a week or so.
It’s 94 degrees outside and I’m making spaghetti for dinner. That just seems wrong. Shouldn’t we be eating ice cream for dinner on such a hot day?